"I heard you." Kurt said randomly, then looking down and quickly sipping his drink. It was the second day off from school, he and Blaine had both agreed it was just too weird not seeing each other every day and had arranged to go out for coffee His voice was only slightly more audible than a whisper. His cheeks had coloured and was fidgeting uncomfortably, looking up at Blaine through his eyelashes. Blaine's breathing hitched. How could Kurt do this to him? He was only looking at him, lots of people looked at him, it was hardly something unusual. But they don't look at you with eyes like that. A voice in his head told him. Blaine cleared his throat, trying to distract himself.
"Heard what?"
"What you said..." Kurt ran his bottom lip through his teeth, obviously nervous, it took all of Blaine's will power not to just kiss the younger boy right then and there. "...About me." Kurt continued, flushing an even brighter shade. Blaine's breathing stopped all together.
"When?" He asked, sounding oddly calm.
"Last night of term." Kurt said, quickly returning his gaze to the floor. Oh God, I've freaked him out! Blaine groaned internally. He knows how I feel and he doesn't feel the same way, I've ruined everything!
"Look Kurt." Blaine turned to face him, amazed that his voice wasn't shaking. "I was drunk, I said a lot of stupid stuff I didn't mean. I don't even remember half the stuff I said!" He chuckled, it sounded terribly forced and cracked in the middle. He nervously ran a hand through his hair.
"Oh." Was all Kurt responded, in what Blaine thought was a very sad tone. No! He told himself. Just wishful thinking. He really needed to calm himself down.
"Erm... Please excuse me." He said awkwardly, getting up and making his way to the restroom. Once in there he stood in front of the mirror, tightly gripping both sides of the sink and staring... Just staring into the mirror, feeling his stomach turn in knots, as he thought over what to do next. Deny it! His head screamed, stick to the plan!
But don't you want Kurt to know? Asked his heart.
No way! Argued his head, Did you see him? He was completely freaked!
Great! Blaine thought. Now I've gone insane... He sighed, ran the cold water and splashed it onto his face. He chose to agree with the little voice that represented his brain and his rational side of thinking. Kurt hadn't sounded to pleased about how Blaine felt and after Karofsky, why should he? Blaine exited the room and inhaled, bracing himself for the best performance of his life. But there was no need. When he turned the corner expecting to see an extremely frazzled Kurt, he wasn't there. Blaine stood on his toes and quickly scanned the crowd. No, he wasn't in the cafe. Blaine raced outside and cursed himself as soon as he did so. He'd forgotten his jacket and it was freezing, it had just started raining and he had goosebumps. Then he saw it.